.pity.

i've been thinking, a dangerous pass time, i know. my thoughts are twisting, dodging and tangling up in one another. however, one thought came out crystal clear through all the mumbo-jumbo. as if someone shined a light on this particular thought, i saw it clear as day.

you haven't grown up, yet. you're still stuck in the comfortably safe world that you had created for yourself with your parents and school. you hide behind your ever-so-innocent look that you've learned to milk very well throughout the years. you thrive on the dramas of your past life and you just cannot for the life of you give it up.

i feel extremely sorry for you, i really do. pity, even. but, i know this was all brought upon by you. all of our choices are our own. frightening? for sure. nevertheless i will continue setting the expectations high for you, and i will continue to be disappointed because you choose to choose wrong. and in that choosing, you've decided to not go out and make something of yourself. you're choosing to stay in the years where everything was simple because you are a afraid someone will tell you, you're not good enough.

well, you know what? no one is ever not good enough. they simply choose to be below the standards that they wish to achieve. i guess this concept becomes more clear when you grow older and more mature. the lucky ones mature early and realize this before it's too late.

fortunately, there isn't really a time limit on change. lucky for you. stop living in a world where you never actually live. grow up. face your fears. and become something.


sh.